Bras Bedtime Story

Epilogue part two

Bulma felt herself loosen when Vegeta finally shifted his weight from her body, a mans body especially a Saiyan's after it was spent was damned heavy.

Vegeta purred as he wrapped his arms back around his wife, as she gave in and allowed herself to be embraced. Glancing sidewardly at the sun outside she was shocked to see it was already above the roof of the house; it must have been mid day already!

She looked at her prince's face and felt a fulminating moment of happiness, his expression looked so soft, and his eyes glistened with lust for her.

"Vegeta… you're so… magnetic." Bulma whispered, and then giggled at her own words. Magnetic, why hadn't she just said attractive, irresistible, gorgeous?

"Don't you mean as good as a prince?"

Bulma snuggled into his arms even further, and then to her utmost surprise found a bulge starting to poke her in the back again. "No chance Vegeta! I need time to recuperate!"

He pulled her even closer to him, and then whispered playfully in her ear. "The brats not awake yet…"

"No she's probably just up to no good like her father always is."

Suddenly thinking about it, Bra hadn't came in and jumped on their bed for the first time in months, blushing she realised how close they might have came to being interrupted in the middle of an extremely heated love making session.

Bulma sometimes surprised herself at how she did it; it had only been a matter of hours since they had last made love before her husband retreated to put the youngster back in bed.

Round two had been even better, and judging by the position of the sun it had taken a good couple of hours from her morning, 'a good couple of hours well spent' Bulma thought to herself smirking.

Vegeta caught onto the smirk, as he placed his lips passionately upon hers they kissed longingly for a few moments until Bulma pulled away and the colour drained from her face.

"Woman what's the matter?" Vegeta demanded huffily as he accessed his wife she looked as though she had seen a ghost.

"I forgot…chichi and Goku were coming around this morning…"

He watched warily as she quickly moved from the bed, kissing him longingly one last time, before trying to search for some suitable clothes on the floor.

To Vegeta it was the most arousing sight, the peaks and curves of her naked body against the soft sensual light as she climbed the few steps to the ensuite bathroom. The smooth roundness of her buttocks, and her perfect figure was enough to take the princes breathe away.

She truly was the most gorgeous queen he could have found…

"Can't you just ignore them." Vegeta called, it was not impossible he had done it for years. If there were two people that Vegeta could choose to ignore it would be Kakkorot and his banshee of a mate.

Bulma turned and faced him; her smooth skin looked hot and flushed after their latest lovemaking.

He closed his hand and clenched it tight, because the temptation to caress her soft skin was almost too much.

He whispered, "Come back over here and join me."

"Vegeta Briefs! Stop thinking of yourself for ten minutes!"

The prince smirked, and instantly wished that she would just go and get changed, seeing her so naked and ready for another session was too much for him to bare. This was like Temptation Island; she may as well put a large steak on his plate and tell him not to eat it.

Quickly he hauled himself from the bed, so that his mate could see just what she was doing to him. Wide-eyed Bulma smirked, and then reluctantly pulled him into a hug. "Just a kiss, and then no more until tonight."

She wrapped her arms around his hot sweaty neck so that her nipples were hard against his bare chest; she turned her mouth towards his so that her mouth was invitingly before his.

Vegeta kissed her, and for a few short seconds the heiress's mind went blank, damn he was such a good kisser! All those years they had been married and she hadn't tired from his kisses once.

He crushed his lips with hers, until she finally found her senses and reluctantly pulled away. "All right," she breathed, "I need to get ready… they'll be here any time; chichi is never late…"

She did not want to leave him, she could feel the aching rampant of his manhood and although she still ached from the great sex they had just had, she certainly wouldn't say no to another round… the kiss had just started her off all over again.

She caught her breath as he placed his hand around her waist, and nodded in acceptance. "They're already here." He whispered, and for one moment Bulma thought he was lying.

His hand began moving towards her buttocks, as he poked and stroked her. She just wished they had a little more time… she found herself growing wet at his touch.

Life just wasn't fair!

To prove that the Prince was not lying, Bulma could hear Chichi's loud shouts to Goku who was obviously about to touch something breakable. Sweating Bulma hastened her speed as she ran into the shower before pausing to pick up her cell phone from the floor.

Vegeta yawned slightly, an overwhelming feeling of sulkiness swept over him as he heard the shower switch on. Lifting his arms over his head, he realised just how bad he also smelt… Deciding he would actually let the two idiots know that the woman was home he opened the door to their bedroom and yelled loudly down the hall. "THE WOMAN WILL BE THERE SHORTLY, SHE IS JUST BATHING"

There, that was his good deed for the day; hearing Bulma's soft voice from the hot power-shower he decided he should join her… perhaps she would want her back scrubbed…

With the speed of a Super Saiyan, he clicked the lock on the bedroom door so the dope Kakkorot and loud mouthed banshee couldn't come in, and then rushed into the ensuite bathroom chuckling as Bulma screamed in fright at his sudden presence.


Trunks yawned loudly, as he turned over in his satin bedsheets then stared at the time on his DVD player. "Stupid power cut." He mumbled sleepily, closing his eyes and fallen back to sleep; and then suddenly he bounced up from the bed in such a speed that the entire bed collapsed.

"We haven't had any thunderstorms!"

Realising he had missed the entire global meeting, Trunks sweat dropped not only did he have a terrible headache but his mother was going to execute him. Work would be the least of his fears when she got hold of him.

As if to answer his nightmare Chichi's hollering screams at Goku, followed by china breaking echoed into the youngsters ears.

Chichi and Goku were both around, it could only mean one thing… Goten had been caught last night.

Running from his room, he forgot for a split second that he was only wearing boxer shorts. Blushing he ran back into his room to get changed and escape before hell froze over.

After getting changed he hastily walked along the hall, and headed towards the lounge hoping that he didn't encounter anybody along the way. More to the point his mother.

It seemed karma was going great for the demi-Saiyan until a very angry looking Chichi stepped from behind a door in front of him.

She was wearing a pretty yellow tunic with even more yellow flowers and had her hair tied back in its usual style in a bun. Goku was happily sitting on a chair dressed in some blue jeans and with a bright lime green t-shirt. "TRUNKS! NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN KIDDO!" Goku yelled, before receiving a cold glare from his wife causing him to instantly shut up.

"Where is your mother?" Chichi said angrily, as she folded her arms and glared to Trunks.

That was it, the moment of truth Goten had certainly been busted last night.

"Ummm, why?" Trunks said stupidly, before Chichi growled.

"YOUR MOTHER INVITED US OVER FOR A LUNCH! DID SHE FORGET!?"

"Ummm, I would go check… but… I'm really late for something…" Trunks stuttered, it seemed his best friend had escaped… for now anyway. There was no way his mother would go without telling Chichi; hastily he backed away from the fierce looking Chichi before attempting to run from the lounge.

"I bet your going to meet girls again huh Trunks?" Goku said cheerily as he smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Trunks sweatdropped, how could both their fathers be so different…

"Umm… Nope just out, out, out."

"So you're going for a spar!"

Chichi angrily slapped her husband around the head. "I TOLD YOU NO FIGHTING TODAY!!!"

"But if Vege-"

"NO! NO NO NO! You will not fight, train or do anything martial arts related! I don't care what that Vegeta does, you will listen mister!"

Goku nodded his head solemnly as if he was at a funeral, Trunks felt vaguely sorry for Gotens father; he knew what it was like to want to fight. He was a demi-Saiyan after all.

Quickly Trunks decided to correct poor Goku, "No I'm not going to spar, just go and meet up with some friends and urghh have milkshakes and stuff."

"Goten was still in bed when we left." Goku said, before Chichi nodded her head in agreement.

"That boy is getting lazier by the day, if you meet up with him pass on this message; to make sure he doesn't forget his haircut appointment down town this afternoon. I'm not booking it again."

Trunks nodded and agreed, Gotens was where he was about to head, to pass on the message that they were in for it big time. No more clubs and drinking for a longggg time.


An hour and a half later…

Vegeta stroked her hip with a feather touch, her skin was so silky, it was so carressable… if he hadn't of spent himself up in the shower minutes before… his touch was soft, subtle and highly arousing for the worn out Bulma.

She caught her breath as he insinuated his fingers between her legs; there was certainly no more pleasurable feeling than that… The shower had certainly been the best shower she had ever had, it wasn't the first time they had made such passionate lovemaking in the ensuite, yet each time it never got old.

Both felt as though they could stay in there for the rest of the day, neither wanted to leave the warm water trickling and cooling their bodies…

Vegeta buried his head in her neck; her eyes were closed as she allowed him to continue to explore her body. She was really beginning to ache from the Saiyan, he was just far to big at the best of times and today he didn't seem to want to leave her alone… though she found it hard to tell him no.

Her body kept responding involuntarily, her legs widening and her hips moving in that strange way as he poked and prodded her. He knew instinctively and from experience what pleased her…

"Don't… you think… enough…" Bulma panted breathlessly as the prince continued to play with her.

It was perfect, he was perfect… this shower was just so damn perfect!

He moved and she immediately reached to bring him back, she sealed this with a strong fervent kiss sliding her tongue with his whilst stroking the back of his wet hair sensually.

Both had completely forgotten about the two guests Bulma had left downstairs….

A cold draft suddenly hit them both as they continued to kiss fervently completely unaware that the door to their bedroom had been opened… Vegeta had obviously not locked it correctly…

Goku rushed into the steamy bathroom dragging Trunks with him.

Both were not expecting the hot and steamy scene between the Saiyan prince and his mate…

Trunks was the first to show any reaction, he collapsed onto the wet floor in a heap frantically trying to cover his eyes as though he had been blinded.

Vegeta and Bulma quickly parted from the kiss, and looked to who was distracting their lovemaking the sudden cool wind from around the house caused Bulma to shiver as she blinked through the steam.

They really had been in that shower a little too long…

Goku continued to stare, as Vegeta let out a loud roar of anger and began to holler curses at the younger Saiyan.

"I'm blind…. I'm blinded…… I'll never again see…….." Trunks cried, as he rubbed his eyes and tried to get the horrid image of seeing his parents together in the shower obviously having sex.

He had been scarred that was for certain, he knew his parents did get up to these sorts of things and he wasn't bothered by that; yet he couldn't picture them… doing it… it was just wrong in every way possible.

This was like some horrid nightmare, and it was all Goku's fault; the idiotic Saiyan had been hunting out Vegetas increasing ki energy and neither took the time to realise why his ki may have been so high…

Chichi could be heard yelling from outside at her husband, she had no idea what room he had gone in and she was not happy… already Bulma had invited her over and then obviously changed her mind, and then her husband had gone AWOL on her… someone was going to get the frying pan of doom.

Bulma began screaming loudly as she frantically tried to cover her body, Goku however just stood their and stared wide-eyed for a few more seconds. The steam was pouring into the bedroom and already it was becoming much more visible in the small bathroom.

"Bulma… you look great for your age!" Goku said awed, Bulma opened her eyes wide with rage as Vegeta quickly pushed her protectively behind him.

"KAKKOROT YOU'RE DEAD!!!"

Vegeta was furious, how dare that fool look at his mate's body. Not only that how dare that low class peasant even have the audacity to step foot in his quarters… in seconds he was powering up to super Saiyan.

Trunks was lying in a heap on the floor, as he tried to think of anything but sex and parents… it was hard he was a matured teenager… sex was one of the only things he thought about!

Chichi pushed her way through, and the first thing she noticed was her husband staring awkwardly and blushing pink at her best friend and his prince.

She felt a huge bout of jealously and shock before everything went blank and she fainted on the tiled floor beside Trunks.

Goku didn't even notice, he was busy trying to understand why Bulma looked like Chichi only better, she had plenty more top half, and a lot less stretch marks. He seemed totally oblivious also to Vegeta who was producing more steam than the still running shower.

The birds that were migrating over Capsule Corp suddenly changed direction and turned back to the mountain ranges, when the loud boom sounded… There went Chi chi's air car up in flames as Goku frantically tried to escape the enraged prince who wanted nothing but to kill the third class Saiyan.

The faint smell of flame grilled geese flooded the air, as several had been caught in the ki auroras generated from the powerful Saiyan warriors.

Goku later came to the conclusion, as he lay on the ground more beaten than when he had fought Vegeta the first time all those years ago, that Bulma was not his to touch and he would have to settle for B class Chichi.

Vegeta had presumed his position in the shower with Bulma riding underneath him, both had completely forgotten about poor little Bra who hadn't had her breakfast…

They also forgot about lunch and dinner…..

THE END….


Disclaimer: I cannot believe it is over…. It's not fair!!!!!!! I want to cry, but I feel that tears won't be enough….. Please please leave a review, if I get enough I might be spurred to write another sequel as I really had a lot of fun writing this!

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